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i wanna boi

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗/ 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:
[suggestive scenes, lime, talk about sex stuff]

𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌:
i wanna boi - pwr bttm
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♩✧･ﾟ♬✧･ﾟ♪: *✧♩･ﾟ:*

i wanna boy who thinks it's sexy when my lipstick bleeds

"do you think george will mind that we're in here?" karl asked, looking around the shorter brunette's room as the harsh beat of party music shook the house around them.

"oh yeah no, he'll be fine with it," sapnap assured, knowing his best friend like the back of his hand, "when i got the course offer he literally said i could move in with him," the ravenette explained, "i think it slipped his mind that first years get assigned a dorm."

"and you were just so lucky to get the best dormmate ever," karl smirked, a giddy smile spread across his face.

"yeah, he's okay," sapnap agreed with a smirk, "didn't think he'd worm his way into my love life though."

"worm his way in?" karl repeated, the use of third person forcing him to hold back a smile, "if it was my opinion i'd say that you dragged him kicking and screaming," he joked, slowly making his way across the room and stopping right in front of the ravenette. "but maybe that's just me."

"i think it probably is," sapnap spoke quietly, leaning forward as if to kiss the older boy before swerving last moment and making his way over to george's desk.

sapnap, as nosy as he is, didn't hesitate to start sifting through the miscellaneous objects that scattered his friend's desk, stopping with a smirk at the small makeup bag discarded by the side. it wasn't george's, so he assumed he'd had a girl over.

"odds on?" sapnap asked, turning round with a grin and a tube of lipstick in his hand.

"there is no way," karl replied, crossing his arms in protest, "there's a frat house full of people out there and there is zero chance i'm letting them see me with lipstick on." he argued, "i'd probably get bullied!"

"no you wouldn't, nimrod," sapnap dismissed, starting to casually make his way across the room and acting like the black tube wasn't still closed tightly in his fist, "you're dating a hot sports scholarship dude, no one would dare."

"hot?" karl laughed, playful smirk tugging at his lip, "i mean, that's pretty subjective..."

in less than a moment, karl went from thinking he'd made a great joke, to thrashing away from his boyfriend's grip as the ravenette dragged the red makeup across his bottom lip.

karl pushed sapnap away with a light-hearted glare, dragging his finger across his mouth before pulling it away to see a red smear. "oh, you bitch."

the brunette looked up with a jokey pout, surprised to see sapnap staring back at him with wide eyes, "what?"

"nothing."

"no, tell me," karl urged, eyebrows furrowed.

"well it's just-" he paused, clearing his throat, "you smudged it a bit." karl rolled his eyes, about to argue that it wasn't put on nicely in the first place before sapnap interrupted, "it looks hot as fuck."